872: C872 Chapter 872

C872 Chapter 872

The butler had watched Bo Qian grow up, so how could he not care about him? He guessed that it was probably because of the food that Bo Qian refused to eat.

Tang Soong stared at the food with a complicated expression. A minute later, he still picked up the food and walked up to them, resigned to his fate.

The door of the study was half closed.

Tang Soong sighed again. He pushed the door open and walked in.

Bo Qian sat behind the office chair, his fingers quickly controlling the keyboard. His speed was very fast, making people dazzled.

Tang Soong coughed.

Bo Qian did not even raise his head. He said first, "Get out."

Tang Soong paused for a moment and quietly placed the food on the table.

"Let's eat."

Bo Qian raised his head. When he saw it was him, his expression became even uglier.

"Let's go out."

"Who are you torturing?" Tang Soong stared at the documents that were piled up like a small hill and his head suddenly became bigger. "Don't tell me you really plan to start a business."

"Can't I?"

Bo Qian asked coldly, "Since I am the heir of Bo family, sooner or later I will inherit that old man's family business."

"Alright."

Tang Soong could not help but complain, "If you really want to inherit your father's family business, you would not have fought to this extent over the years. Bo Qian, I know very well what kind of person you are. You don't have such thoughts about the Bo family. You... I guess you are just trying to pass the time."

Tang Soong carefully stared at Bo Qian's facial expression.

In the end, he realized that he really couldn't find anything.

Bo Qian was like a block of wood. Not only did he not move, he didn't even have a reaction.

He finished the last character and leaned against the chair. He picked up the cup of coffee on the table that had long been cold and took a sip. "So what if I am?"

He was indeed very bored.

But at least his work could pass some time.

As long as he was busy, he wouldn't let himself think too much.

Once he was busy, there wouldn't be any extra space in his brain to let his imagination run wild. So, it was pretty good, wasn't it?

Tang Soong moved his lower lip and found that he really had nothing to say.

Bo Qian worked seriously. He couldn't possibly pick on someone else's problem and let him put down his work and focus on picking up girls.

He was the one who seemed to be the one with the problem.

Bo Qian saw that he had successfully stopped Tang Soong from saying anything, so he lowered his head and started working again.

He was very fast, and there was almost no room for him to think.

If Tang Soong did not know him, he would really think that Bo Qian was just messing around.

After a long silence, Tang Soong finally asked, "What about her? What do you plan to do?"0

Bo Qian still did not look away from the computer. He did not even look away.

It was as if that person was just a symbol.

Nothing was important anymore.

Tang Soong saw this and couldn't help but say, "I know you are worried about her. She insisted and almost made the matter very serious. But she already knew that she was in the wrong. This is the same as kicking her out. She is a girl after all. She needs face. "

Bo Qian's hand, which was holding the keyboard, tightened a little.

Tang Soong let out a long sigh. His tone was heavy.

"Bo Qian, you are a girl. You have to take a step back. Otherwise, I am afraid you will regret it sooner or later. "

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave when his eyes fell on the food. He was silent for a moment and could not help but say, "You should eat more or less. Don't torture yourself."

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